Remember

Take off in your window seat
In spring we’ll celebrate summer
Singing songs with a different beat
I guess your heart was the drummer
You were raising angels
Now that word has a whole other meaning
We’ll remember you
The grass is still green
The sea is still blue
Now there’s a crack in the sky
Just as the sun is returning
Within every «how» there’s a «why»
But that switch won’t stop your candles burning
You were raising Heaven with a view to Hell
But that’s not the place you were heading …